December 31, 2009
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Nineteen Hours, Fourty-Three Minutes
A year is a measure of time that marks one turning of our planet around the sun. Meaning it’s relative to our planet and our planet alone. Winter to winter, sunshine to rain. Everything starts over. And everyone is filled with hope. My only hope is that the things I want to do I have the fucking balls to do, which includes leaving this damn town with my integrity intact. And that I grow as a person, as a soul-inhabiting-a-body, as an artist, as an oracle, and, most importantly, as a lover. But the year’s not over yet, so I will take these next hours as memories yet to be made, and leave you with the lyrics to the most annoying song from the most annoying musical that was ripped from a decent French Opera. You know the one I’m talking about.
RENT : Seasons Of Love Lyrics Songwriters: Larson, Jonathan D;COMPANY
525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear. 525,600 minutes – how do you measure,
measure a year? In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee. In
inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife. In 525,600 minutes – how do you
measure a year in the life?
How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love. Seasons of
love.SOLOIST 1
525,600 minutes! 525,000 journeys to plan. 525,600 minutes – how can you measure
the life of a woman or man?SOLOIST 2
In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried. In bridges he burned, or
the way that she died.COMPANY
It’s time now to sing out, tho the story never ends let’s celebrate remember a year in the life of friends. Remember
the love! Remember the love! Remember
the love! Measure in love. Seasons of love! Seasons of love.
